Turn (1/1)

A few months had passed since Jeonghan signed the contract with his company. It had been a tough few months. Balancing practice with college wasn’t easy. The tight schedule, added with Mingyu’s possessive attitude, also took a toll on Jeonghan’s relationship with Mingyu. At times they fight. They never yelled much. More often than not, the fight ended with Jeonghan staying silent and Mingyu walking out on him. Was it a good it thing or not, neither knew.Today was a rare day. Jeonghan had a day off from vocal lesson. He and Mingyu intended to make the best out of the free time, so they went straight to Jeonghan’s place after college to hangout. With no stress from practice or college, hopefully today wouldn’t end up in another fight.Now they were sitting at Jeonghan’s sofa. Jeonghan’s head was on Mingyu’s shoulder and Mingyu had one arm warped on Jeonghan’s waist. They had their eyes on the TV; it was showing an afternoon drama, the tacky ones that housewives usually watch. It was really bad, but Mingyu and Jeonghan were having fun commenting on the many cringe-worthy aspects of it. They’re having a great time together after what seemed like a long, long time.When the commercial started, Jeonghan lifted his head and tugged on Mingyu’s shirt.“Let me get some snacks,” he said.Mingyu hummed but didn’t let go of Jeonghan’s waist. Jeonghan started to whine.“Come on, the commercial will end soon!”Mingyu laughed at Jeonghan’s desperation and let go. The older immediately made a dash to the kitchen.While Jeonghan was scraping for food, Mingyu looked at the TV absentmindedly. After some middle-aged ladies and gentlemen dancing with packs of detergents on their hands, the TV showed a footage of a man in his early twenties, dressed in casual attire and flaunting a bottle of sports drink in his hand. There were shots of the man drinking with a pop song playing on the background. Mingyu knew the man. It’s the guy that never stopped turning the insides of Mingyu’s chest into bubbling magma. The one and only Hong Jisoo.Luckily for Mingyu, the commercial didn’t last forever. It ended with Jisoo smiling towards the camera. The charming smile would’ve make many of the viewers captivated, but it only made Mingyu’s forehead scrunched.Not long after Jeonghan was back with a bowl of peanuts in his hand. “Not yet?” he said as he settled himself back inside Mingyu’s hug.“Nope. Too many commercials.”Jeonghan hummed in agreement. Then he put the bowl of peanuts on the table in front of them and leaned his head on Mingyu’s shoulder.Mingyu took of his gaze from the TV and looked at Jeonghan. The older didn’t notice him staring and continued to lean comfortably on Mingyu.It was when Mingyu moved, making Jeonghan lifted his head from Mingyu’s shoulder, and pushed his lips on Jeonghan’s that the red haired realized Mingyu no longer want to cuddle and watch TV.Mingyu took Jeonghan’s lips in a quick but heated kiss. After pulling apart, Mingyu saw Jeonghan blinked innocently. It was only for a quick second before a grin spread on his face. Soon their lips were connected once again, this time it was Jeonghan who leaned forward and took initiation. Mingyu could feel Jeonghan smiling on his lips.The sensation ignited something inside Mingyu. Jeonghan was smiling. Because of him. Of course. He knew that he had the ability to make the other smile.But—Mingyu kissed back, making the smile on Jeonghan’s lips melt into soft moans.He just had to make sure.Mingyu kissed again, and again, and again. Jeonghan’s chest was pressed against his and he could feel Jeonghan panting. But he didn’t stop. Until he felt something wet and warm on the edge of his lips.Mingyu pulled his face away and spotted something red on the tip of Jeonghan’s lips.“You’re bleeding! I’m sorry...” Mingyu couldn’t take his eyes off the stain of red and felt his heart sank.Despite that, Jeonghan laughed, leaving Mingyu confused.“You know what...” Jeonghan looked Mingyu straight in the eyes as he said slowly, in a voice that made Mingyu’s sinking heart stopped for a second. ”I don’t mind a bit rough.”With that, all thoughts flew from Mingyu’s head. The only thing left was Jeonghan, Jeonghan, Jeonghan. He dived back into another kiss, with the same need and force, only this time it’s more controlled. Jeonghan replied to the kiss with equal eagerness while adding touches to Mingyu’s hair and moaning into Mingyu’s mouth.But suddenly Jeonghan pulled away. “Wait,” he said.Mingyu looked at him, confusion written on his face. Jeonghan said,”We’re going to miss the drama.” Confusion changed into weariness.Jeonghan let out a hearty laugh. The sound of it wrapping Mingyu in a warm embrace.When Jeonghan stopped laughing, he glanced at Mingyu with mischievous glint on his eyes. He pushed Mingyu until Mingyu’s back hit the sofa and proceeded to sit on Mingyu’s lap. “Just kidding,” he said.Mingyu was no longer warm. He felt hot, like he was on fire.Jeonghan suddenly raised his hand and waved, making Jihoon and Mingyu turned their heads. They saw Wonwoo and Jun waving back while making their way towards their table. Jun took a seat immediately, but Wonwoo kept standing up.“I’m having lunch with Woohyun outside campus. See you guys later,” he said before taking off.“He’s having a date with the Woohyun guy? Again?” said Mingyu. Somehow he was whispering even though Wonwoo was long gone.“Why he still hasn’t introduced the boy to us!” Jeonghan pouted.Jihoon said flatly, “We’re not his parents.”“But we’re like his family!” protested Jeonghan. “We must know whoever he’s dating, okay? We need to make sure the guy is decent!”Jihoon sighed. “I still think you worry too much, but... He is acting a bit weird.”Jeonghan nodded solemnly. “He’s taking it too fast. One day he suddenly went on a group date.” Jeonghan exchanged looks with Mingyu and Jihoon. They remembered clearly the shock they experienced when Wonwoo told them. Wonwoo wasn’t that awkward, but he’s awkward enough to ever be comfortable in a situation that requires skills of making small talks and creating good first impressions.“And the next day he said he’s going on a date with this Woohyun guy,” Jeonghan continued.“How many times he’s skipping lunch with us for a date with him? Why can’t they have a date at another time? Lunch time is our time,” said Mingyu.“The guy works mostly on evenings and weekends,” Jun suddenly chimed in.“Wait.” Jeonghan looked at Jun with wide eyes. “You know the guy?”“Not really, but Wonwoo told me a bit about him.”“What’s his job?” asked Jihoon.“He MC for weddings and various events.”“And?”Jun tilted his head as he looked at Jeonghan. “And what?”“What’s he like? Is he nice?”Jun shrugged. “That’s all I know. I’ve never met him.”Jeonghan kept pestering Jun for more information the whole lunch time, but that’s all he got.Jun couldn’t scrap off the huge smile plastered on his face. He might had scared some people on the street but he couldn’t help it. To say that he’s happy was an understatement. Even when he arrived at his room, he was still smiling.He sat on his bed with his back on the wall and took out his phone. After moving his thumb a few times over the screen, he put the phone to his right ear. He only had to hear a few rings before the phone was picked up.“Jun?”The voice made Jun smiled even wider, if that was possible.“Wonwoo, I—The Exile, they—““That dance crew you worship?”Jun rolled his eyes. “I don’t worship them, but yeah, they’re awesome, and guess what. They gave me a call.”“THEY WHAT?” Jun could feel his right ear ringing from the sudden rise in volume.“They wanted me to try out so I went.”“And? Did you make it?”“Yes!"“JUN THAT’S GREAT.”Jun couldn’t see it but he’s sure Wonwoo was grinning. The image made him grinned too, but he was already grinning so wide, his muscles started to hurt. He laughed at himself.“So what—“ Wonwoo’s words were cut by a guy’s voice in the background, asking Wonwoo if he’s okay. Then he heard Wonwoo saying sorry to the guy.It all dawned on Jun.“You’re on a date,” he said.“Yeah, but it’s fine.”“What are you talking about.”“It’s fine really. Tell me more. When will you start practicing with them?”“You can hear all about it from me. But later, okay. Byeee.”Jun could hear Wonwoo protesting before he pressed the end button. He put the phone on his side and left it there for a while before picking up the phone again. He punched his thumb on the screen. When he finished, he got off the bed and headed out to the door.Jihoon didn’t bother to look through the peephole before he opened the door. He knew who’s knocking. The door swayed inside and revealed Jun with his sling bag.“Thanks for letting me crash,” Jun said when they’re inside. Jihoon just hummed a “sure” and started to head back to his room, but he stopped when he saw Jun took out something from his bag.“Here,” Jun put the can of coffee on Jihoon’s hand.Jihoon eyed on Jun suspiciously, “Are you really Jun?”“Even if one can invent a machine to transform their appearance to look exactly like mine, they can’t copy my charm.” The answer made Jihoon gagged.Taking the can of coffee, Jihoon left Jun to work in his room. Jihoon was in a good condition so he managed to finish a good portion of his work and feel satisfied enough to decide it was time for a sleep. Before that he went out from his room to check on Jun. The older was sitting on the dining table with a book on his hand. His back was straight as a pole. He must’ve had stayed in that position for a long time, but he didn’t look tired. Jun had always kept a good posture, never reading while laying down, especially not while laying on the back.“Get some sleep,” Jihoon said as he gave a light punch on Jun’s shoulders.“A few more pages,” Jun said without looking up from is book.Jihoon sighed but didn’t push him. He moved around to sit on the chair across from Jun.“You okay?” Jihoon asked.Jun didn’t need to look at Jihoon to know what he’s referring at. “As long as he’s happy,” he answered. His eyes were still on the book, but they were fixed on one spot, Jihoon noticed.“But how about you?”“Same goes to you, Jihoon.”“This is not about me.”Jun put his book on the table and looked at Jihoon. “I guess, we never make it about us.”They both stayed quiet for a while before Jun stood from his chair and walked towards Jihoon’s room.“If you don’t go inside quick, I’ll take the bed.”“Don’t you dare.”“I’m the guest anyway.”“Guest? Huh.”

Jun gave Jihoon a fake disappointed look and they both burst into laughter.